Chapter 215 Is this your friend in the cafeteria?
To a certain extent, I used the idea of "taking advantage of the heat". After devouring the experiencer, I relied on the remaining warmth of the experiencer to approach the street lamp, and then used the characteristics of the nocturnal species to absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamp. "
"The weird thing is that the pure pseudoman and the nocturnal species cannot absorb the power of the streetlight at all, but the new pseudoman can. I don't know why."
"However, after they absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamp, they will die immediately... the kind of complete death that cannot be revived no matter how much they absorb the extraordinary power in the gray mist."
"It should be soon...you see." Mu Daxian pointed to the new-born dummy at his feet.
In fact, they haven't moved much since just now, and they don't even squirm much, as if they have entered a puddle of mud in the sage's time.
As expected, it didn't take long for the two dummies to twitch crazily, then stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into two sculptures as if fading.
During the whole process, their bodies emitted large amounts of green powdery particles like a steam train. When the spraying was finished, they completely transformed into sculptures that were inhuman and stinking mud.
Different from the humanoid sculptures in the sculpture array, the sculptures transformed from the two newborn dummies in front of us do not have any "breath" revealed.
It was indeed a complete death.
"This..." Seeing it with his own eyes, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.
Mu Daxian raised the drawing boards and smashed them with one force. Then he raised the soles of his feet and crushed the larger ones one by one like ice cubes.
After finishing this, Mu Daxian took out a paintbrush from his cloth bag and planned to re-number the street light poles.
But after Mu Daxian briefly pondered it, he silently put away his pen.
"Forget it... let's go." Mu Daxian patted the lamppost gently, and then left without looking back.
Mao Feiyang was doubtful, but he followed quickly.
It was not until he walked out of the teaching building area and entered the cafeteria area that Mu Daxian breathed a sigh of relief.
Mao Feiyang did not dare to take a deep breath when he saw this. He knew that Mu Daxian must have noticed something.
Mu Daxian said: "In the green forest not far from the street light pole just now, there is a pseudo-human art student hidden. If it hadn't kept calm and exposed its flaws when I was about to add the number, and I discovered it, we would have been in danger now."
Hearing this, Mao Feiyang's muscles tightened instantly: "How could such a thing happen?!"
Mu Daxian nodded slightly and explained: "In my heyday, the number would have been replenished, and it would not have consumed much of my strength, but it didn't work just now. I don’t need to replenish the number. I still have enough power to press that weird art creature to the ground and rub it. If I replenish it, it will be over.”
"Ah...oh oh oh! Okay, okay!" Mao Feiyang quickly followed.
Not long after the two walked away, a "rustling" sound came from the green forest belt, and a strange art student wearing dark green clothes slowly walked out of a shadow not far away.
Behind it is the junction of the cobblestone road and the green forest belt. In that place where the fog floats and persists, there is a streetlight pole.
Not only is the lamppost not lit, but its vague serial number is written in dark red paint...
"As expected of Mu Daxian... He can deal with me easily despite being like this..."
"If you want to deal with him, you have to think long and hard."
Beside the weird art student, another taller and thinner weird art student walked out with a rustle of dead leaves and said in a low voice with a calm horse face.
If Lin Yi were here, he would find that this weird art student with a horse face was the same weird art student he met when he was having lunch on May 8th and asked him if he wanted to eat tomatoes...
After these two weird art students confirmed that Mu Daxian still had a lot of fighting power, they gave up tracking and chose to retreat back to the green forest belt.
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Mao Feiyang, who was walking in the canteen area, observed the street lights along the way, and then couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Xian, it seems that many street lights here have been extinguished..."
"It's normal."
"Did I just tell you that street lights are, to a certain extent, backup hidden energy sources for us art students, so if I explode a street light with my hand, it will cause the street light to not light up."
Mu Daxian said, "Among art students, there are very few people who can blow up street lamps with their hands. Looking at the entire art building, there are only one hand, so they are rare..."
"Brother Xian, how about we skip the collection of vocabulary you used to describe yourself for the postgraduate entrance examination and get to the point?" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but interrupt.
"Ahem." Mu Daxian coughed dryly, "Okay."
"Actually, once the street lights go out, most of them are because of the situation just now where the new puppets and the street lamps are replaced with each other, or even with one more."
"Extinguishing the street lights is the most important step in the gray fog invasion."
"After purebred nocturnal species or pseudo-people are "called", they will look for those with unstable experiences to attack. After they succeed, they will become new-born pseudo-people to absorb the extraordinary power of the street lights."
"This is a dead order, just like a certain code written on the bottom of a program when it is written. It may be related to its origin, but I still can't understand it."
"And once the street lamp's extraordinary power When the power is exhausted, it will go out. "
Mao Feiyang asked: "What will happen if the street lights go out?"
Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "You should ask... what will happen after all the street lights go out."
Mao Feiyang's heart trembled: "So... what will happen?"
"I don't know." Mu Daxian shook his head.
Mao Feiyang: "..."
Brother, the atmosphere has been set up to this point, but the result is that I don't know...?
Mao Feiyang wanted to complain, but when he saw Mu Daxian's solemn look, he knew that Mu Daxian didn't know nothing, but knew something but not much, and he didn't say it on purpose.
The signboard of the canteen appeared at the end of the street lamp, watching them like a scarecrow in a wheat field.
Mu Daxian glanced at the notice board in front of the cafeteria, glanced at the student passage, and then led Mao Feiyang to other passages.
Walking on the mountain road, Mao Fei flew towards the canteen. From the outside, this building was made entirely of reinforced concrete. Under the first ray of light, there was a mist floating around, like a dust-stained warrior who had just returned from the battlefield.
Standing in the quiet mountain forest, its walls are covered with vines and moss, and its green leaves sway gently in the morning breeze, as if they are telling something.
The cafeteria was dark, and the lights had not yet been restored. However, a hazy orange-yellow haze filled the entrance to a certain other passage, as if it led to a place with light.
"There are lights in the canteen with the lights off?!" Lin Yi was a little surprised.
Seeing that Mu Daxian arrived at the entrance of other passages and had no intention of stopping, Mao Feiyang quickly asked: "Brother Xian, shall we go in now?"
Turn on the lights..."
"We are not going to the restaurant... Strictly speaking, we are not even going into the 'canteen', and we are walking through the lighted passage, so you don't have to worry about anything." Mu Daxian said calmly, and then entered other passages.
Mao Feiyang was a little puzzled, but seeing that Mu Daxian had no intention of explaining, he quickly followed.
Only Lin Yi noticed that Mu Daxian's face seemed not to be very good...
At this moment, other passages were filled with thick fog, and despite the orange light, the visibility was still very limited.
"Don't look blindly. Follow me closely." Mu Daxian's voice came from the front, "There are a few forks in the road here. If you go wrong, I guarantee you will have an unforgettable experience."
As expected, on the way forward, he discovered a fork in the road, and at this time the light in the entire passage was refracted from that fork.
After walking through that fork in the road, the passage became much darker, but it still remained bright.
While passing that fork in the road, Mao Feiyang seemed to be able to hear the "clang" of some jingo and some "dong-dong-dong" of drums, and he could feel some slight tremors under his feet...
Mao Feiyang wanted to know where the fork in the road led and what was happening below, but he did not dare to ask anything and only dared to follow Mu Daxian.
Not long after, Mu Daxian took Mao Feiyang out of the other passages and came to the area between the other passages and the entrance of the student restaurant.
At this time, the morning light happened to fall on this area, and the gray-white canteen walls seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold.
Following Mu Daxian, Mao Feiyang passed by the entrance of the student restaurant. He vaguely felt a sense of coldness and being watched. He couldn't help but touch his arm and slowly smooth away the goose bumps that had arisen.
Then, I took a curious look at the student restaurant.
He looked through the plastic curtain and saw the inside of the student restaurant. The lights were still turned off in the student restaurant at this moment, and there was a light mist under the tables and chairs. The whole scene was as cold as a hospital morgue at twelve o'clock. It looked very peaceful and he didn't even feel that anything was wrong.
Obviously, there is only a plastic curtain between the student restaurant and the area where they are. Even now that dawn has arrived and the warm light is beginning to shine down little by little, Mao Feiyang has a furry, shuddering feeling in his bones.
"Watch your step."
Mu Daxian's reminder recalled Mao Feiyang's attention.
Mao Feiyang turned his head back suddenly, and then he tripped on a step.
Mao Feiyang stumbled hard and staggered like a person in a martial arts movie who had a sword pointed at his nose and then floated backwards using light kung fu. He looked like he was about to fall, but he refused to fall. Then he walked up the steps with this weird step that had no center of gravity on his waist and then rushed down. Then he hit a wall under the steps and barely managed to stabilize his body.
Mu Daxian couldn't help but cover his face: "..."
Hence "Should I say it or not, your sense of balance is pretty good...but you don't have eyesight when you walk."
Hearing Mu Daxian's strange words, Mao Feiyang flattened his mouth and stood up straight in silence.
But at this moment, Mao Feiyang suddenly felt a cold light rising on his shoulder, almost instinctively, and he glanced over following the feeling.
At this glance, he directly saw a chef wearing a blue bib, walking slowly towards him!
"Emma, come on! Brother Xian, save me!"
Mao Feiyang screamed and flashed behind Mu Daxian. Mu Daxian grabbed his head and pressed his face like a star, and said calmly: "Calm down, one of our own."
"'One's own'?!" Lin Yi was shocked.
No wonder he was not shocked, because just now, Mu Daxian led Mao Feiyang through a set of steps, from the entrance of other passages to the entrance of the student restaurant on the other side of the student passage.
And the blue bib chef in front of me is none other than the "ruzai" blue bib chef!
After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he looked at the chef in the blue bib and raised his hand to say hello: "Long time no see, Lao Mo."
The chef in the blue bib, known as "Old Mo", had an expressionless face, like a sculpture. When he saw Mu Daxian, his empty and numb eyes suddenly shone a little.
"Mu Da...Xian...your boy...is still...not dead..."
Lao Mo spoke slowly, his tone was dry and stiff, it sounded like there were ants crawling on him, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"You're not dead, how can I die?" Mu Daxian scolded with a smile, and walked towards Lao Mo with Mao Feiyang.
Mao Feiyang couldn't help but grab his hand and lowered his voice: "No, Brother Xian, this, this is the friend in the cafeteria you just mentioned?"
"Isn't that right?!" Mu Daxian raised his eyebrows, "Lao Mo and I have a life-long friendship! Don't be frightened by him. When you hear his story, your little pearls will drop."
After saying that, Mu Daxian ignored Mao Feiyang's shocked and confused eyes and came to Lao Mo. He sat down and raised his hand: "Old Mo, help me heal."
Thanks to the book friends "SNF" and "usjdnshhs" for the reward! !
(End of this chapter)